Idaho semi-weekly world. [volume] (Idaho City, Idaho Territory) 1875-1908, 1887-03-04
A MYSTERIOUS LOVE EPISODE.

TINS Miss Cra1gle?"
Il don't think, Cousin Barbara, that
I ever mentioned the word marriages;
before I speak of such thing must
first discover if sweet Madge Craigie
loves me-"
"Sweet Madge Craigie, indeed Fan
cy calling her sweet! Commend me to a
man for being taken in by pair Of
bright eyes and silly gigglel No man
ever knew yet who was his truest friend
Miss Craigie isn't yours"
My dear cousin, You are prejudiced.
Madge has lived great deal abroad,
and acquired manners which I will ac-
knowledge do not exactly resemble
those you are accustomed to see every
day; but she is none the less true and
loyal and womanly on that account,
while she is certainly ten times more
fascinating than most of the people one
meets"
"Humph!" growled Cousin Barbara.
Well, those who live the longest will
see the most"
Then there was silence, Trevor Lane,
who was an artist, went on with his
painting, and the middle aged spinster
he called Cousin Barbara sewed her
white seam with much diligence as she
sat in the sunlight on an old settle by
the window.
Gross gained though Barbara was,
there YVES one being she loved with
deep, fervent devotion, and that being
was Trevor Lane. And SO she ought,
for he had been the kindest Of friends
to her. Left at the age of fifty, without
a sixpence, Trevor Lane, who was only
her second cousin, had invited her to
come and live with him and manage
his house for him. This for the last five
wears she had done right conscientious
~, both as regards housekeeping and
the giving of such good advice as she
considered young man required.
Trevor Lane accepted both services
with apparent gratitude, bearing the in
Fiction of constant advice with so much
resignation, even cheerfulness, that he
proved himself to be thoroughly good
tempered fellow.
The fact was he was truly sorry for
| his cousin Barbara, who had, he con-
| sidered, been soured by bad treatment
in the past; and, though it was no fault
| of his, vet he was resolved, if possible,
| to make her life fair and happy in the
future. Hence every cross he answered
with caress, every recommendation
that he should alter his ways with q
promise that he would be circumspect.
And SO five years had dawdled on,
and the summer at Heathfield, about
ten miles from London, where Trevor
Lanes studio and pretty home were sit
uated, came and went with but few in
cidents to disturb the current of the
cousins ways-till Madge Craigie came.
This was the evil day for which Cous-
in Barbara had never ceased to look
the dav on which Trevor Lane would
elect to devote to another some portion
of the love she wished to appropriate
wholly to herself.
"Trevor was not yet thirty, how
could she expect it to be otherwise"
she would ask herself, repeatedly
Then she would shake her head ane
mutter: s1f 1 could only like her; bu
this Madge, this Eighty, silly Madge-
to marry my Trevor All, mel" Cous
in Barbara failed utterly to recognize
that whoever the girl was on whom
Trevor bestowed his affection, sh'
would consider her objectionable ane
displeasing.
For long while there was no sount
heard in the studio save the flies luz
zing on the window panes and the oil
clock ticking on the mantel-shelf. Ire
yor himself at last broke the silence.
"Madge is coming here this evening
Cousin Barbara-you will be civil t
her for nv sake will you not ?"
Miss Barbara looked up suddenly an
saw the light of love in Treyor's flash
! ing eyes, the glow of deep passion O
his handsome face, and the sight OF
seemed to chill her heart to ice.
She answered coldly: "Miss Craigi
wants no warm words from me; sine
you can utter them SO glibly it is enough
but for the last time | say-beware.
Trevor Lane went on working dellbe,
ately at his picture; and Miss Barbar
budding up the white work on who
she was engaged into bundle, escape
with it into her own apartment
When this scene took place the after
!, noon was already pretty far advanced
and the month being May, it was NJ
very late when the sun finally departes
, behind the western hills. Trevor coul
no longer see to paint, but he hngere
| on in the studio, gazing dreamly at Il
: picture till it was nearly dark.
: At last he shook himself back I'M
8 reality, and raising some portieres who
E divided the studio from the DWELLING
r room in which he and Barbara usual
: sat. he went in, sturck q match al
; lighted lamp which stood on his oW
< particular writing table.
t At wonder if she will COME almo
+, hope she will not. Till this preludi'
, of cousin Bab's is overruled must Il
/ andkeep her from the house. | wou
q not for worlds that she should kno
i that Bah has taken fancies into her hes
about her."
0 And, half murmuIing his though
: aloud. he proceeded to answer two
t three business letters which had
r rived during the day. One of the
e necessitated reference to some old
n pers, and, taking key from his peck
: he unlocked the side drawer of his tai
|, and began to look for the documents
required.
So absorbed was he in his search.